Tuesday, May 01, 2007
bleah.
i have come to realise that my actions, behaviour and all are just so different from the other guys in my school.
sometimes i just have the feeling that i don't really fit in... like i couldn't really find a good friend that truly shares my thoughts, hobbies and sentiments. but until this person appears i guess i would just have to accept the way things are now. guess that is the reason why i have always hope i have had an elder sibling.
didn't attain a silver for my NAPFA test because of the standing board jump station. would continue to practise and keeping my fingers cross that i would be able to pass eventually.
my school work is in a mess. couldn't really catch up with what the lecturer is teaching and the real problem lies in the fact that i am always so unproductive when i have so little time to spare! my piano pieces lacked phrasing and singing tone and of course my taekwondo poomsae pattern showcased a lack of profficiency and standard.
kind of appropriate song to describe my sub-melancholy mood right now. enjoy! :)
The Pieces Don't fit Anymore
James Morrison
I've been twisting and turning
in a space that's too small
I've been drawing the line
and watching it fall
You've been closing me in
closing the space in my heart
Watching us fading
and watching us fall apart
Well I can't explain why it's not enough
Coz I gave it all to you
And if you leave me now
Oh just leave me now
It's the better thing to do
It's time to surrender
It's been too long pretending
There's no use in trying
When the pieces don't fit anymore
Oh, don't misunderstand how I feel
Coz I've tried, yes I've tried
Still I don't know why
No I don't know why
Why I can't explain why it's not enough
Coz I gave it all to you
And if you leave me now
Oh just leave me now
It's the better thing to do
It's time to surrender
It's been too long pretending
There's no use in trying
When the pieces don't fit anymore
The pieces don't fit anymore
You pulled me under
so I had to give in
Such a beautiful mess
that's breaking my skin
Well I'll hide all the bruises
I'll hide all the damage that's done
But I show how I'm feeling
until all the feeling has gone
Well I can't explain why it's not enough
Coz I gave it all to you
And if you leave me now
Oh just leave me now
It's the better thing to do
It's time to surrender
It's been too long pretending
There's no use in trying
When the pieces don't fit anymore
The pieces don't fit anymore
sometimes i just have the feeling that i don't really fit in... like i couldn't really find a good friend that truly shares my thoughts, hobbies and sentiments. but until this person appears i guess i would just have to accept the way things are now. guess that is the reason why i have always hope i have had an elder sibling.
didn't attain a silver for my NAPFA test because of the standing board jump station. would continue to practise and keeping my fingers cross that i would be able to pass eventually.
my school work is in a mess. couldn't really catch up with what the lecturer is teaching and the real problem lies in the fact that i am always so unproductive when i have so little time to spare! my piano pieces lacked phrasing and singing tone and of course my taekwondo poomsae pattern showcased a lack of profficiency and standard.
kind of appropriate song to describe my sub-melancholy mood right now. enjoy! :)
The Pieces Don't fit Anymore
James Morrison
I've been twisting and turning
in a space that's too small
I've been drawing the line
and watching it fall
You've been closing me in
closing the space in my heart
Watching us fading
and watching us fall apart
Well I can't explain why it's not enough
Coz I gave it all to you
And if you leave me now
Oh just leave me now
It's the better thing to do
It's time to surrender
It's been too long pretending
There's no use in trying
When the pieces don't fit anymore
Oh, don't misunderstand how I feel
Coz I've tried, yes I've tried
Still I don't know why
No I don't know why
Why I can't explain why it's not enough
Coz I gave it all to you
And if you leave me now
Oh just leave me now
It's the better thing to do
It's time to surrender
It's been too long pretending
There's no use in trying
When the pieces don't fit anymore
The pieces don't fit anymore
You pulled me under
so I had to give in
Such a beautiful mess
that's breaking my skin
Well I'll hide all the bruises
I'll hide all the damage that's done
But I show how I'm feeling
until all the feeling has gone
Well I can't explain why it's not enough
Coz I gave it all to you
And if you leave me now
Oh just leave me now
It's the better thing to do
It's time to surrender
It's been too long pretending
There's no use in trying
When the pieces don't fit anymore
The pieces don't fit anymore
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i'm your fren!! will always be!! cheer up mr popular don't pretend tt you have no frens. but good frens are hard to come by and i'm glad tt i hv such a wonderful fren like you haha. yes we must MUST talk after i can talk HAHA. let's go watch spiderman 3 at lot1 and ask peckyan and chuanhan along too! but then again you may be busy with your piano and taekwondo. perserverance is the key when it comes to standing broad jump! jiayou! =DD
don't "the other guys in school" read your blog? make sure you know the differences, but there's no need to emphasize them here.
sometimes i just have the feeling that i don't really fit in... like i couldn't really find a good friend that truly shares my thoughts, hobbies and sentiments.
re: this, make sure you take each person as he/she is, rather than treat them as a replica of that perfect friend/ rather than looking for someone who will fulfill that need for a perfect friend.
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sometimes i just have the feeling that i don't really fit in... like i couldn't really find a good friend that truly shares my thoughts, hobbies and sentiments.
re: this, make sure you take each person as he/she is, rather than treat them as a replica of that perfect friend/ rather than looking for someone who will fulfill that need for a perfect friend.
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